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Death

Death
is not a poor man’s game
nor is it exclusive to the rich
Materialistic gain bear no value
when tangible transcends into the untangible.
It separates no man from wife
no mother from child
but instead entwines
with faith, a promise.

Why do we live, if we live to die?
We die to live, and we live to die.

Life
is not as cynical as we may think
It provides answers when you do not seek
It does not seek, when you provide.